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Mothers

By Katie
07
Jan
2010

Awesome, you came back!! Thanks for visiting!

My gorgeous boys

My gorgeous boys

MOTHERS

Real Mothers don’t eat quiche;
They don’t have time to make it.

Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils
Are probably in the sandbox.

Real Mothers often have sticky floors,
Filthy ovens and happy kids.

Real Mothers know that dried play dough
Doesn’t come out of carpets.

Real Mothers don’t want to know what
The vacuum just sucked up.

Real Mothers sometimes ask ‘Why me?’
And get their answer when a little
Voice says, ‘Because I love you best.’

Real Mothers know that a child’s growth
Is not measured by height or years or grade…
It is marked by the progression of Mummy to Mum to Mother…

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My grandma sent this to me today, and I thought it was short, sweet and completely on point. I just wanted to share with the rest of you who might need a little poem about now. :D

Category: Life, Parenting  One Comment

Dumb things I say

By Katie
14
Aug
2008

So last night as the two kiddos and I crammed into the tub (scary thought, huh?) for a leisurely soak, I realized that I say some really stupid things.

Don’t make your little brother angry!!

  • Why not? Is he going to turn into an ax-wielding monster. The thought makes me laugh. Those two teeth of his would fit perfectly into the face of a psychopath. Will he turn into the Incredible Hulk? If he was green maybe people would stop touching his head. I could tell them he has a contagious disease. Take that nosy old ladies at the supermarket!

Do you understand me?

  • Does it matter? Even if the understood they’re not going to listen. They can bob their little heads and say ‘Undertsnad’, but the point is they don’t care what I say.

Don’t you dare!

  • Again, what am I going to do? Put them in a timeout? Big Whoop. Timeout is the same as play time, you just have to face a wall for a couple seconds.

What were you thinking?

  • Again, it doesn’t matter. With a limited vocabulary it’s really hard to express that you thought sticking your foreskin in the vacuum cleaner tube and then closing it would be fun. It’s also hard to explain that covering yourself in perfume, including open wounds, seemed like a good idea until you feel off the bathroom counter. And even if mama did understand you, she’d still be mad. A blank "pity me" stare works better.

Boys! Be nice!

  • "We are" is typically what I hear. I guess when you’re under 3 running the baby’s foot over with a wooden truck is nice.

 

What things do you find yourself saying as a parent that make you wonder why you bother to say it at all?

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